Like every day, Tsumiki was walking through the hall, a carton of strawberry milk in her hand.

It was for Megumi, originally.. but she couldn’t find him, plus he had gotten into another fight, so it wasn’t like he deserved it.

She was just a bit concerned and a little embarrassed that he was constantly causing trouble.. but she also knew that he was doing it for a good reason.. yet she didn’t want him to get hurt.

It was in her nature for her to worry, it didn’t help that she wants happiness for all people.. the good ones, anyways.

The second year was deep in thought, stopping to lean against her locker with a slightly exasperated look on her face.